I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock on foil Say reduce me, seduce me, Dress me up in Stussey. Hell is round the corner where I shelter. Isms and schisms, we're living helter skelter If you believe and deceive common sense says you shouldn't receive Let me take you down the corridors of my life. And when you walk, do you walk to your preference? No need to answer till I take further evidence. I seem to need a reference to get residence. A reference to your preference to say, I'm a good neighbor, I trudge, So judge me for my labour, The bond on me ensures my good behavior The constant struggle insures my insanity. Passing the ignorance ensures the struggle for my family We're hungry beware of our appetite. Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight. The kill which I share with my passengers. We take our fill, take our fill, take our fill. I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock on foil Say reduce me, seduce me, Dress me up in Stussey. Confused by different memories, Details of Asian remedies Conversations, of what's become of enemies. My brain thinks bomb-like, So I listen he's a calm type. (as I grow) And as I grow, I grow collective. Before the move sit on the perspective. Distant cradle in the crevice And watches from the precipice. Empirial passage. Heat from the sun somedays slowly passes, Until then, you have to live with yourself Until then, you have to live with yourself I stand firm for our soil Lick a rock on foil Say reduce me, seduce me, Dress me up in Stussey. Hell is round the corner where I shelter. Isms and schisms, we're living helter skelter If you believe and deceive common sense says shouldn't receive Let me take you down the corridors My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like My brain thinks Bomb-like Beware of our appetite
Hell Is Round The Corner - Tricky
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